The X-men run missions and work together with the NYPD, striving to maintain a peaceful balance between humans and mutants. When it comes to a fight, they won't back down from protecting those who need their help.
Haven presents itself as a humanitarian organization for activists, leaders, and high society, yet mutants are the secret leaders working to protect and serve their kind. Behind the scenes they bring their goals into reality.
From the time when mutants became known to the world, SUPER was founded as a black-ops division of the CIA in an attempt to classify, observe, and learn more about this new and rising threat.
The Syndicate works to help bring mutantkind to the forefront of the world. They work from the shadows, a beacon of hope for mutants, but a bane to mankind. With their guiding hand, humanity will finally find extinction.
Since the existence of mutants was first revealed in the nineties, the world has become a changed place. Whether they're genetic misfits or the next stage in humanity's evolution, there's no denying their growing numbers, especially in hubs like New York City. The NYPD has a division devoted to mutant related crimes. Super-powered vigilantes help to maintain the peace. Those who style themselves as Homo Superior work to tear society apart for rebuilding in their own image.
MRO is an intermediate to advanced writing level original character, original plot X-Men RPG. We've been open and active since October of 2005. You can play as a mutant, human, or Adapted— one of the rare humans who nullify mutant powers by their very existence. Goodies, baddies, and neutrals are all welcome.
Short Term Plots:Are They Coming for You?
There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
The Fountain of Youth
A chemical serum has been released that's shaving a few years off of the population. In some cases, found to be temporary, and in others...?
MRO MOVES WITH CURRENT TIME: What month and year it is now in real life, it's the same for MRO, too.
Fuegogrande: "Fuegogrande" player of The Ranger, Ion, Rhia, and Null
Neopolitan: "Aly" player of Rebecca Grey, Stephanie Graves, Marisol Cervantes, Vanessa Bookman, Chrysanthemum Van Hart, Sabine Sang, Eupraxia
Ongoing Plots
Magic and Mystics
After the events of the 2020 Harvest Moon and the following Winter Solstice, magic has started manifesting in the MROvere! With the efforts of the Welldrinker Cult, people are being converted into Mystics, a species of people genetically disposed to be great conduits for magical energy.
The Welldrinker Cult
A shadowy group is gaining power, drawing in people who are curious, vulnerable, or malicious, and turning them into Mystics. They are recruiting people into their ranks to spread the influence of magic in the world, but for what end goal?
Are They Coming for You?
There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
Adapteds
What if the human race began to adapt to the mutant threat? What if the human race changed ever so subtly... without the x-gene.
Atlanteans
The lost city of Atlantis has been found! Refugees from this undersea mutant dystopia have started to filter in to New York as citizens and businessfolk. You may make one as a player character of run into one on the street.
Got a plot in mind?
MRO plots are player-created the Mods facilitate and organize the big ones, but we get the ideas from you. Do you have a plot in mind, and want to know whether it needs Mod approval? Check out our plot guidelines.
Posted by jasonblake on Feb 19, 2008 22:26:16 GMT -6
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“Your kidding me right? How bout you just stay back and keep your hands from getting dirty.” He said as he looked at has hand. “And I would really appreciate if you kept your hands off me. Cause I would hate to make V’s soon to be wife come up missing someday.” Jason stood up and looked out the window at all the humans walking the street. “God what I would not do just to kill everyone of them walking down the street thinking there better then me!” He turned back to the girl. “So when does all this start? Cause there’s a couple I would love to see again.”
Cyra rolled her eyes, "As soon as Virote finishes resting up for a bit." She shrugged as she finished typing in the list of guards. She turned, "No I prefer getting my hands dirty thanks. Don't make threats you can't keep." She turned back to her laptop, numbering the guards, from top priority to the lowest. Her voice went low with hatred, "I hate them all, humans are disgusting. Thinking they can control us."
Posted by jasonblake on Feb 20, 2008 18:48:39 GMT -6
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“Please what do you know about being controlled. What they do put you out on the corner as a little girl?” Jason looked back out the window watching the people who thought they were normal just walk as if they had no worry in the world. Sure they had to worry about getting mugged but all a mugger really wants is your valuables not your life. For every mutant they have more to worry about the fear of being taken from there homes and put in to camps or worse killed. But this couldn’t be something that Jason thought about. He had no feelings but the feelings for himself and the feelings of watching these guards suffer and fear for there life like he had too. All these emotions were running through Jason’s head, feelings of anger, and feelings of fear. Something felt different in his hand it was warm. Warmer then usual he brought his hand up in front of his face, focusing on it. Then with a feeling of anger in his mind he couldn’t control his hand anymore. It just started changing. It still hand its form of a hand but was growing rock like features. Then the thought of torturing these guards sent a feeling of happiness to his mind and his hand began to calm down again. ‘What in the hell is this?’ he thought. This was something that has never happened to Jason something new. Something he didn’t understand.
Cyra ignored Gore's words as she continued going through the guard list. After a bit she looked over at Gore having noticed his silence. He was focused on his hand, it looked rockish. 'Hmm, maybe that's his mutation? Not sure but something to be weary about.' "Gore, are you alright? I think some sleep before we head out might be a good idea." She went silent as she played around a bit more with the guard list.
Posted by jasonblake on Feb 20, 2008 22:30:21 GMT -6
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Jason’s hand was normal again but this was something that he has never experienced. “Um uh maybe your right sleep that’s what I need.” Then with a big deep exhale he took a seat. “Yeah sleep.” He said as he rested his head on a pillow his eyes closed as he tried to fall asleep. But in the back of his all he could do was think about what had just happened. Jason tossed and turned. Turned and tossed till finally he was out of it. But asleep with out the answers of what is happening to him.
Cyra frowned, Gore seemed, well, out of it. Rather confused, but at least he took sleeping to heart. After a lot of tossing and turning that is. Cyra sighed and saved everything on her laptop before turning it off. She got up and headed to the bedroom and fell on the bed next to Virote. Her shoes were already off, so she moved in close to him. Smiling slightly, she finally fell asleep next to her beloved.
Posted by jasonblake on Feb 23, 2008 23:28:20 GMT -6
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Jason woke up with a shock sitting straight up and looking around. For a minute he was lost trying to figure out just where the hell he was. Then last night came back to him. Arriving at the hotel, meeting Shrapnel's so called woman and last passing out on the couch. Jason looked down at his hand. Something about last night was making him feel weird but he just couldn't take the words he was think and process them it was just one horrable nightmare!
Pushed him self up off the couch and looked around. Everything was all new but still old. Something that happened last night was hard on his mind but all Jason could tell him self was, it was just a dream nothing more. He looked back out the window and remembered his hatred towards the lesser beings walking around like they owned things. He looked back down at his hand but nothing out of the norm.
It was breakfast time this place had to have something Jason left the door ajar and was off to find the free breakfast. Down stairs they had a nice spread. He could smell the chocolate chip pancakes, and the nice buttery toast, and some fresh squeeze OJ. Walking back up to the room he let the door slam hard waking the others cause the girl last night looked alittle up set with his araivle so she was sure pissed being woke up this early with out getting any last night. Jason sat down at the little kitchen table and flip on TV and what do you know just in time for some BEN 10.
Cyra looked over at Virote as he laid back down. "Your 'friend' is a pain in the ass." As if to prove her point, he had left the door ajar when he left the room. And when he entered again, slammied the door behind him. "A very annoying pain in the ass." She sighed and rolled out of bed and landed gracefully. She stood, grabbed some new clothes and then showered. She emerged and looked at Virote, "What now luv?"
Posted by jasonblake on Feb 24, 2008 22:15:10 GMT -6
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Jason turned his head and looked over at Shrapnel as he made eye contact to his meal. “What the fuck are you looking at? The two of you can take your ass’s right on down stairs and get a plate yall damn selfs.” He said as he began to chuckle till he ended up knocking his glass on the floor. “Son of a bitch, hey umm Ms. You think you could clean that up for me?” Jason said as he broke back out in laughter. “Wow man where did you get this one from?” He asked as he picked the cup up off the floor.
Jason started walking are the hotel room. “Okay so this is my only question. So we kill everybody family and friends pretty much everybody that’s in the house… around the house… that can trace this back to us?” he asked as he kept peering down at his hands.
Cyra sighed and nodded, she was pleased with the small peck on her check though. It put her in a better mood, she got up and made her way to the kitchen. She completly ignored Gore's idoicy on asking her to clean up his mess. Since last night, she had successfully not killed him. She wanted to continue with that streak, Virote wanted him alive. "Not if we do it right, Gore." She shrugged, "Even if they do, it's not hard to get away and regroup."
Posted by jasonblake on Feb 29, 2008 2:25:54 GMT -6
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Jason stood up and threw the rest in the trash. "Well I'm ready to get this started now." he said with a low cough in his throat. "yeah this breakfast really aint that great." he told them walking way from the trash. "Maybe you can get your wife to cook us up something." he said with a quick chuckle. and with that he crashed back on the couch."When the two of you are ready to go let me know and we shall be off on our way. Oh and by the way V, you went way out your way getting this place to impress this chick." "she would have been better off in motel 6 for twelve bucks in hour" he mumbled with his face baried in his pillow.
Posted by jasonblake on Mar 3, 2008 19:13:11 GMT -6
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The couch gave off a funny squeaky noise and Jason pushed him self up. “I wouldn’t advise anybody to sleep on this thing. Next time I call the bed.” He said looking over to Cyra. Jason looked back out the window. It was now a little after nine in the morning and the streets were already packed with people. Kid’s, adults, bum’s everybody was out it was another typical day in New York city. Jason looked at the clock and time was starting to pass. Just when was this all gonna kick off he thought. He looked around and everything looked ready to go. Crya had all her nerdy stuff packed up. Jason’s beat um up gloves were in his back pocket and well now all we waited on was for V to finish stuffing his face.
Jason remembered seeing on the list the name of a few guards that he couldn’t wait to get his hands on. All those times they took cheap shots at him now it was his turn. But it wasn’t just about killing them no… Jason was thinking of ways that would destroy them. Make them go crazy. And give a few the chance to see just what Mutants were truly capable to do. The rage was now running through is his blood much like last night. He could feel his hand begin to get hot, then suddenly it felt extra heavy then in just a few seconds it was right back to normal. Well as normal as it was ever gonna get. “I think its time to get this party started.”
Cyra looked up as Virote entered the room. She had been lost in thought as she gathered up her weapons and a list of the top guards. "Whenever you guys are ready." She moved past Gore and said in low voice, "And he wasn't kidding about the poison." She walked to Virote and smiled, "Ready?"
Posted by jasonblake on Mar 3, 2008 21:08:41 GMT -6
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“Well um cant put nothing in my food if your drinking yours out a straw. Cause I will hit a woman.” He said making sure not to just say it under his breath. “So I guess its time to go then?” With that Jason walked out the front door and reached his hand in his back pocket and slid on his left glove. Jason walked down the hall catching glimps of people going in and out there room. Now this was a high class hotel so these folks had to have a nice chunk of money or anything valuable but now wasn’t the time. He had to fight all his urges and remember what was more important. Jason turned corners and stayed out of sight from the camera’s just something he was always use to doing. Before long Jason had arrived in the Garage and but didn’t know what kind of car V was driving… Hmm could it be the Lexus or that SUV. But as people came buy Jason just kept turning to keep people from seeing his face. Once again something he was use to, well that and he had escaped from the camp so it was a chance more then just the camp was now looking for him.
Cyra looked over at Virote, slightly surprised she nodded as she caught the keys. She moved gracefully into the drivers and started the car. She grinned as the car roared to life then settled down to a nice purr. She looked over at Gore, "I am a decent driver and nor will I kill a teammate on a mission. Get in"